Snippet #2351995

He felt the girl's head move, but he didn't stop. It would be quite useless to stop, considering the fact that he couldn't speak. Daemon ignored the crow, knowing that it probably wouldn't try damaging him. He noticed her eyes open, which made him slow down. He wondered what she was thinking. Surely nothing lucid, He thought this to himself, expecting the fall to have made her a bit dizzy. "L-Let me go!!" She appeared to be resisting his carrying her, but he couldn't do much to assure her of his innocence. He smiled calmly as she tried to push away. She appeared to be a stubborn girl.

He watched her hands appear to go limp, thinking that perhaps she had given up fighting. He guessed that she must have been a bit more lucid, but it was highly unlikely due to her fall. "I-I don't want to...go back...Don't take me...back..." She requested of him. There was no reason for him to take her back to the place she was, and he couldn't even if he wanted to. He had no idea where the girl was from, so any attempt to return her to her origins would be short-lived. He approached the gates to his mansion, then he put her slowly against the wall. He went to the gates, got his keys out, opened the locks, then opened the gates. He didn't wonder why his mansion had gates, for the reason was obvious. His family was rich; therefore people would want to rob him.

He returned to the girl and attempted picking her up, in the same manner he had before. He had a smell of someone who recently took a shower, which he had done earlier. He went through the gates and rested her against the inside wall of the brick wall surrounding his mansion. He then closed the gates and picked the girl up once again.

He had reached the entrance to his house, where he knocked and had been greeted by a slightly shocked maid. "Oh my, who may this be?" The maid asked, curious as to who the young master had brought home. He shrugged his shoulder and motioned to his hands, which he would normally use for sign language. She understood. He sat the girl down on a seat, and sat opposite of her. He used his hands to signal to his maid to quickly cook something up. He grabbed pen and paper from his pocket, and wrote in neat handwriting, "Hello. I'm terribly sorry, but I am incapable of speech. Do you have any requests?" Then, he waited for the strange girl to wake up.